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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=343957" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bold Jack Donahoo</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In Dublin town I was brought up, in that city of great fame<br>My decent friends and parents, they will tell to you the same.<br>It was for the sake of five hundred pounds I was sent across the main,<br>For seven long years, in New South Wales, to wear a convict's chain<br>Then come, my hearties, we'll roam the mountains high!<br>Together we will plunder, together we will die!<br>We'll wander over mountains and we'll gallop over plains<br>For we scorn to live in slavery, bound down in iron chains.<br>I'd scarce been there twelve months or more upon the Australian shore,<br>When I took to the highway, as I'd oft-times done before.<br>There was me and Jacky Underwood, and Webber and Webster, too.<br>These were the true associates of bold Jack Donahoo.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now, Donahoo was taken, all for a notorious crime,<br>And sentenced to be hanged upon the gallows-tree so high.<br>But when they came to Sydney gaol, he left them in a stew,<br>And when they came to call the roll, they missed bold Donahoo.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As Donahoo made his escape, to the bush he went straight- way.<br>The people they were all afraid to travel night or day<br>For every week in the newspapers there was published some-thing new<br>Concerning this dauntless hero, the bold Jack Donahoo!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As Donahoo was cruising, one summer's afternoon,<br>little was his notion his death was near so soon,<br>When a sergeant of the horse police discharged his car-a-bine,<br>And called aloud on Donahoo to fight or to resign.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Resign to you—you cowardly dogs! a thing I ne'er will do,<br>For I'll fight this night with all my might,&quot; cried bold Jack Donahoo.<br>&quot;I'd rather roam these hills and dales, like wolf or kangaroo,<br>Than work one hour for Government!&quot; cried bold Jack Donahoo.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He fought six rounds with the horse police until the fatal ball,<br>Which pierced his heart and made him start, caused Donahoo to fall.<br>And as he closed his mournful eyes, he bade this world Adieu,<br>Saying, &quot;Convicts all, both large and small, say prayers for Donahoo!&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Andrew+Barton+Paterson">Andrew Barton Paterson</a><div class=q>
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